Brandon and I had never met before but it only took one look. One gaze at his body allowed me to discover the details I felt curious to know about him.

Clanging wheels of vehicles and collective murmurs of early city workers kickstarted Brandon's day. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his grease-spotted hands before wandering to a local coffee shop. Not permitted to enter the heaven of roasted good things, he settled outside the door, one palm open and out hoping for some morning change from passersby.